You're catching GD disease - it's capsaicin :D

....and you remember the bit on the cooking shows where they say to reduce the heat of the chilli you're making you can remove the seeds.... well it appears it's the white pith around the seeds that's the worst part.

The funny part is birds can't feel the burning from capsaicin. That's why the eat the chilli fruits and poop the seeds all over, thus making more chillis !!

Just as well you weren't getting off like Katiesue... :evil:

Maybe Chris will tell his habanero story.

Your right, Capsicum is the plant genus. Well, I had capsaicin in my eye, genius! And you want me to type the right scientific term? I could hardly see the keyboard. Sheesh! ;) :D
If you mean the one about that short guy in Mexico, I've already heard it.

:D

don't you mean genius? :p

...and Lisa, the LashPair would LOVE to hear the Habenero story... :evil:

It's really about other things one shouldn't touch after handling the habenero and the consequences thereof

When my youngest daughter was still in nappies and wanted to do finger painting while I programmed, she decided to choose all of the pretty red things in the pantry. That would be Tabasco Sauce, Cayenne Pepper, Hot Paprika and some Chilli Powder.

She then mixed all of the pretty red things on the top a industrial-sized mayonaise bucket lid. After painting a pretty picture of a three-eyed something or other on the lid, she touched her crotch, and all hell broke loose.

When she came screaming out of the kitchen to the desk where I was programming, I looked at her hands and nearly died for fear she had cut herself..until the acrid paste almost ripped my eyeballs out of their sockets.

As I recall, it's the only bath she ever fought to have...

If anyone wants Girl Scout cookies from a non-California bakery....let me know. We actually sell the real Samoas here!

Girl Scout Cookie List

Pre-orders are due tomorrow morning, but I can sell out of our cookie booth inventory once the cookies come in on 2/14/09.

swanie

Poor baby! That's horrible and it reminds me of a story I heard (read) many years ago in Angela Bowie's bio. (I will, evidently, read most anything). It involved some sort of group sex encounter and heavy drinking. I might be mistaken, but I think Mick Jagger was in there, too. The then Mrs. Bowie somehow ended up with someone pouring 80+ proof alcohol on or near her lady bizness. Yeeeeow.

The same goes for poison ivy. Don't ask.